In the land of Zimbaboo, where the wild Hempatoots grew, Lived Tommy Tumbaloo and his sister Lulu, They heard of a plant, with a history so grand, And embarked on a journey through this magical land.

One day in their quest for adventure and fun, They stumbled upon a field filled with sun, The sun shone so bright, it seemed full of cheer, And far beyond its light grew strange plants, it appeared.

In the field, the plants stood tall, With strong stalks and leaves, they did not fall, Tommy and Lulu were curious, as kids often are, "What are these plants?" they asked from afar.

From behind them appeared a creature so wise, With a long white beard and twinkling eyes, Old Farmer Hempy was his name, He smiled and said, "Ah! I'm glad you came!"

"Let me tell you a tale of these plants by your side, They go by the name of cannabis, far and wide. The cousin of these, with a different name, Is hemp, which was used to create paper and frame."

Tommy and Lulu gasped with surprise, They never knew that such plants could arise, They asked Farmer Hempy to share some more facts, They wanted to learn, to fill in the cracks.

"You see," said the farmer, "this isn't a mystery, Hemp has been used throughout all of history, For ropes, clothing, and even as fuel, This wondrous plant, so versatile and useful."

"But what about cannabis?" Lulu wanted to know, She inquired about the plant with a curious glow, "Ah, that's a different tale," the farmer said with a sigh, "It's been used for centuries, here's the reason why."

"Cannabis has a special part, that some people choose, As a plant for grown-ups, and it goes by the name of 'booze,' But remember, dear children, it's not for you to use, For kids, it's a no-no, and do not abuse."

Tommy and Lulu looked puzzled at first, "Why would grown-ups use it? What's the thirst?" Old Farmer Hempy then told them with care, About responsible use, and how they must be aware.

"Many years ago, cannabis was cherished for its power, To ease the pain, to heal and bring laughter. For grown-ups in need, it was often prescribed, As a medicine for adults, that could not be denied."

"But then, there was a time, when the world did forget, The importance of cannabis, and rules were set, To keep people away, from this misunderstood plant, And people were scared, and started a rant."

"But today, we now know the value and worth, Of this ancient plant, that has traveled the earth. Of course, it's not for children, that much is clear, Stay safe, be careful, and show no fear."

Lulu asked the farmer, with wonder in her eyes, "How can we be sure, when there are so many lies?" The farmer smiled, and said with a grin, "Education, my dear, is where you begin."

"Learn all you can about this marvelous plant, Its history, its uses, and try not to recant, When it comes to cannabis, just lend an ear, But remember you're young - for now, stay clear."

Tommy and Lulu thanked the farmer for his time, His insight and knowledge, and his story so prime, They skipped through the field, feeling so new, With a better understanding of what these plants do.

Before parting ways, Farmer Hempy had said, "Respect the plant, and keep a clear head. As kids, you're not ready for this part of the world, But one day you'll grow up, and your lives will unfurl."

With this in their hearts, they headed back home, Having learned something new, with a feeling of shalom, Cannabis and hemp, once a mystery so near, Now held a place of respect, and not one of fear.

And so, the adventures of Tommy and Lulu went on, Through Zimbaboo, where the sun always shone, With newfound knowledge, they continued to play, Understanding the world, in a much better way.